Chapter 156
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“Uh, professor Rebecca? Hello? Don’t tell me you’re here to catch us cutting class?”
Taking a closer look, I thought professor Rebecca had this fresh, breezy sort of vibe. Now that I had a little breathing room, I kind of wanted to set my sights on Rebecca too. Ah, of course, only if Yu Jinseok wasn’t going to go for her.
“Oh, honestly, you girls don’t even have to be here, so don’t worry about it.”
“Wow, that’s harsh.”
“No, common sense says the shameless thing is staying at the academy with your level of skill.”
Still! I couldn’t miss out on my school days at the academy. So what had she come to say?
“You all know that after the Beijing Warlords collapsed, Shenyang became a power vacuum, right?”
“Yes.”
That was why Ha Jeongseok had been able to get it. China simply didn’t have the capacity to hold on to the Northeast Three Provinces, not when Beijing had just been stolen by Monsters.
“Monsters have appeared there.”
“You want us to go?”
In the original story, that Golden Fishing Ground would be used after the war by the Beijing Warlords to rise again, but with the Beijing Warlords gone and the area falling into our hands, those Monsters became our responsibility. Thinking about canon, pulling hunters into the Northeast Three Provinces isn’t a great choice, but it should be better than letting the Sins target the region. Come to think of it, Yu Eunha didn’t die, so Your Excellency never broke out; doesn’t that make the Northeast Three Provinces the perfect place for the Sins to meddle?
“Eunha, aren’t you busy with Baekhwa Cult work too? I heard you’ve got training and all that going on lately.”
“I’m fine. The kids actually listen pretty well.”
After all, I could just make Elise handle it. Elise, a former hunter, trains our Mutants using the hunter training methods she used back in the United States.
“Well, Baekhwa Cult is there too, so I suppose it doesn’t matter. Want to go?”
“Yup.”
The story’s entire framework felt like it had shattered, and my sense of adventure was kicking in. Since I had no idea when, where, or how the Sins might strike from then on, I had to enjoy things like this while I could.
“The Chiwoo Unit will probably be in that area too.”
“The Chiwoo Unit?”
“Mm. The Northwest Warlords' Chiwoo Unit made a request to the Hunter Association as a Hunter Organization.”
“Don’t tell me they’re saying they don’t recognize our claim?”
Han Suji asked Rebecca.
“No. Hunter Kim Cheolsu already went to talk with Shurie about that, and apparently she doesn’t care. She said, “The Northeast Three Provinces are spoils Korea won through a hard-earned victory in the War against China.””
To begin with, the Chiwoo Unit couldn’t beat Korea’s current generation. How could they beat Korea, with Yu Jinseok’s generation and Yu Eunha’s generation both here? What could they do against Korea, home to the Baekhwa Cult, the strongest Villain Group in existence? If Korea were weaker than the Chiwoo Unit, maybe. In the end, might makes right. It was true that the land was the spoils of war, but among the chinese who weren’t Shurie, there were probably some grinding their teeth inside because they knew they couldn’t beat Korea.
“When do we go?”
“It’s tomorrow at ten, so gather at the academy at nine and take a portal.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Since it was the Northeast Three Provinces, visiting a place I’d never gone to in the original story sounded fun. It felt like a field trip for the first time in ages, so I sent the heroines back and got ready for the trip…is what I’d like to say, but apparently that Human Yu Jinseok was coming over. So I had no choice but to go home and play the role of the cute little sister diligently preparing for a trip.
“Eunha.”
Speak of the devil, and Yu Jinseok appeared.
“Yo, older brother. Long time no see?”
I gave Yu Jinseok a bright, refreshing little-sister smile.
“You’re going to the Northeast Three Provinces tomorrow?”
“Yeah.”
“Baekhwa Cult work must be hard too. Are you all right? Keeping the Mutants in line can’t be easy.”
Baekhwa Cult work? I’d told Rebecca this too, but what was supposed to be hard about it? When I went there, every day involved orgies, getting beaten up by Rachel, and Ray’s Mama play waiting for me. I was basically just a symbol anyway. Baekhwa Cult was doing fine with me as nothing but its mascot. And Rachel, who had experience leading the resistance, was working hard as mistress of the house. Nothing was particularly hard, but I wanted to mess with him.
“The great Aži Dahaka is with me, so what is there to worry about?”
“…Those bastards, I swear!”
When I cried out praise for Aži Dahaka as if I’d been brainwashed, Yu Jinseok radiated killing intent like he was about to sprint to Songdo then and there.
“Kidding. Kidding. I used a decent amount of strength in the war too, and this won’t be as hard as a war, right?”
Compared to the Korea-China War, monster extermination was a piece of cake.
“That may be true, but…”
“Older brother, you worry too much. Hurry up and pick a woman and get married so your little sister doesn’t have to worry. Don’t you know these days people need to have kids?”
Seriously, I’m worried about your heroine route because of me. Since I didn’t die, his sister complex power has gotten way too high.
“Hah. Says you.”
“Hm?”
The man opened and closed his mouth like a carp, as if he wanted to say something, then sighed.
“Never mind. Forget I said anything. Anyway, I have business in the Northeast Three Provinces too.”
“Why?”
“The Northeast Three Provinces are huge. I have to go to North Gando, one of the new regions, for monster extermination.”
Good grief. At his age, he was still suffering as the association’s dog. He must have earned plenty of money by now. Couldn’t he just get a villa in the Southern Country or somewhere and live comfortably, eating and playing all day? Looking at him, it was clear that Yu Jinseok treated this whole hunter thing like karma from a previous life, and that was the problem.
“Good luck?”
“Not a single word of concern, huh.”
“No, you’d normally worry about the Monsters, right? Older brother, do you know who you are?”
Yu Jinseok really wasn’t the kind of person who would die just anywhere. If anything, you had to worry about the Monsters. Even if a sin-class enemy came at him, his fundamentals weren’t so weak that he’d just lose. So regular Monsters? Absolutely not. At that moment, I came, just a little. When I glanced down, Pingtao’s head was embedded in the custom-made chair, and Pingtao was diligently performing cunnilingus on my pussy. In other words, cunnilingus. This bitch’s head had truly become a cunnilingus tool. The feeling of secretly receiving cunnilingus in front of older brother… Haah! Somehow, it turned me on even more.
“Right. You’re correct. But are you cold? You’re trembling.”
“No, I’m fine.”
I was fine, so I wished he’d just leave already.
“All right. Then I’ll be going. Contact me if anything happens.”
“Okey-dokey.”
With that, Yu Jinseok left behind various things he’d bought for me. They were mostly cosmetics, fuck. I’m pretty enough without using that stuff.
“Hoo. You fucking bitch. You’re starting to get pretty good at cunnilingus, aren’t you? You even drink it all so it doesn’t drip on the floor.”
I had spilled quite a bit, but she drank it all. Not a single drop had splashed outside the chair.
“Nnngh. S-stop. My stomach’s full of fluid.”
“Kikik. The main body of the fragment of Gluttony lodged inside you is me. How dare you?”
I channeled mana into the Symbol of Gluttony drawn on the back of my hand, making it shine. At that moment, Pingtao’s head let out a shriek.
“Aaaah! I-I’m sorry!”
Wasn’t it about time I gave her a korean-style name? If she lived here under the name Pingtao, she’d get chased out immediately. Even if I sent her back to china, she’d get trashed there, so the best method was to give her a new identity.
“All right, from now on your name is Daesik.”
“What?”
“Kidding. Since you’re my pet dog, hmm, I’ll give you a new surname and given name.”
That appearance probably didn’t suit Daesik. Setting aside her stupid, hot-blooded personality, she was still a Heroine. I shouldn’t just slap something together; I needed to do this properly.
“What is that supposed to mean? My name is Pingtao.”
“From now on, your name is Park Daesik. Park Ayeong - no, Park Ayeon.”
I had almost made it Park Ayeong, but that was too obscene, so I showed mercy.
“Park Ayeon? No, my name is - mmph?”
“Do you really want to drink nothing but my squirt for three hours straight?”
With mana, infinite production was totally possible. Wouldn’t she end up in the Guinness Book as the Chinese Dullahan who drank squirt for three hours straight? I could feed her until her stomach swelled like she was pregnant. Just imagining it made me feel as if I were about to climax and squirt, and Pingtao cried out in tears.
“I-I’m sorry!”
“Now, where is your homeland?”
“The R-Republic of Korea. It’s the Republic of Korea, so s-stop!”
She could now handle Hangul pretty well too, and I liked that. As expected, a person has to be tortured before their brain starts working.
“You’re getting pretty good at korean now. I like it.”
Yes. Yes. If she became my subordinate, she shouldn’t use that curly-tongued language anymore. Since she’d lived through being beaten by me, her Wrath had been brought under control to some degree, and since the Sinocentrism she’d believed in so deeply had been absurdly crushed, I was all she had left to believe in. So now I was putting her body to proper use too.
“Wow, it really is nice that your body can move separately. The way it knows everything by feel is praiseworthy too.”
A headless maid set a teacup down in front of me. She had hidden very well while Yu Jinseok was here. As expected of a body that had once held a sin, she had suppressed her presence as much as possible so the First Divine Sword User Yu Jinseok wouldn’t notice her. And she had come out only now and brought me tea.
“She gets it now with barely a hint. A headless Chinese-made Maid… Only a bitch like me would have one.”
It might look scary to other people, but Pingtao was alive as a Mutant, so there was nothing scary about it. If anything, she was comic relief.
“So what are you going to do? Want to come with me?”
“Where?”
“I’m thinking of going to Manchuria. I mean, not as a sex-drive relief tool, so I’ve been satisfied enough.”
The area from the Northeast Three Provinces to Beijing had been Pingtao’s old stomping grounds, after all. I had thought about bringing her so she could get a taste of home, but Pingtao’s face looked a little serious.
“You said someone from the Northwest Warlords is coming?”
“Shurie.”
“Shurie. Originally, she was just a hunter around my age.”
Oh, so Pingtao knew her too? If they were the same age, maybe they had met.
“Really?”
“The fact that War God Chiwoo is her constellation is, mm… complicated. President Zhang Xueti dreamed of becoming emperor, and now a hunter whose constellation is Chiwoo, the one who fought Emperor Xuanyuan in a bloody war, has appeared among the Northwest Warlords.”
Pingtao swallowed. Was her heart swelling with grandeur?
“Oh, now that I think about it, that does sound plausible.”
“Anyway, I don’t particularly want to go.”
Pingtao twitched as if shaking her head. Well, chinese history was none of my business. If Chiwoo really had chosen Shurie, then, who knows, maybe she would become a spear aimed at china. In fact, the Northwest Warlords were currently a rebellious force against Zhang Xueti. Zhang Xueti, not an emperor but lost in an emperor delusion; and Shurie, who had Chiwoo as her constellation. Wasn’t that the structure of emperor versus Chiwoo? Of course, that bastard Zhang Xueti himself didn’t even have a little power. If a fight broke out between the Northwest Warlords and the Presidential Palace, the Presidential Palace would probably lose. But you know what? While drinking my tea, I once again crushed Pingtao’s face under my pussy.
“You fucking bitch, since when do you get to talk casually to me?”
“Mmph! Mmph!”
“Ah, I think I’m going to come again♥”
Pshoooo!
Thanks to Pingtao’s dazzling tongue play, which improved every single day, I sprayed squirt into her mouth again today.
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Yongyong-i’s party arrived in Shenyang. Maybe it was because the times had advanced, but before we knew it, a K-style City had been built in Shenyang. You could call it a Hunter City. It had originally been a Chinese-style Hunter City set up by the Beijing Warlords, then redeveloped to korean standards. The hunter facilities all had “Cheonsan” in front of their names. As it turned out, Cheonsan Construction had built them, which naturally meant that if you went far enough up the chain, you found Lee Yujin-ssi. They pulled this off in just a few months? This was the kind of thing possible in a world with magical civilization. Shenyang in particular had been developed with investment from the United Kingdom, the United States, japan, and others. Manchuria was vast, so it needed a certain amount of investment, and they’d received support on the condition that it be used jointly. Foreign investment really was impressive. The members who came here were Choi Siwoo, Reina, Han Suji, Park Ayeon, and me. I considered including Mari too, but left her out this time. Maybe because I’d been working them so hard lately, everyone up through Unit 5 had gone on strike together.
-Freedom for dolls!
-Hear, hear!
-Have you perhaps heard of the Labor standards act?
Now that things had been getting relaxed lately, they were starting to rebel against me like before. So I called Elise. They were being so damn insolent that I made sure to tell Elise to educate them with incest lesbian yuri sex. By now, Unit 5 and the rest were probably soaked in Elise’s love juices. Later, I should go over and finish scolding them with the boss’s black-company Labor Yuri. And for now, I decided to take a little hit of patriotic fervor. Behold this vast Manchuria! Behold the land our ancestors rode across on horseback! I raised both hands high.
“Long Live Korean Independence!”
“No, not in Manchuria.”
I was trying to set the mood, and Choi Siwoo had to cut in. Tch.